I'm but a stranger here, Heav'n is my home; Earth is a desert drear, Heav'n is my home. Danger and sorrow stand round me on every hand; Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home. What though the tempest rage, Heav'n is my home; Short is my pilgrimage, Heav'n is my home; Time's wild and wintry blast soon shall be over past; I shall reach home at last, Heav'n is my home. There at my Savior's side Heav'n is my home; I shall be glorified, Heav'n is my home. There are the good and blest, those I loved most and best; There, too, I soon shall rest, Heav'n is my home. Therefore I murmur not, Heav'n is my home; Whate'er my earthly lot, Heav'n is my home; And I shall surely stand there at my Lord's right hand. Heav'n is my fatherland, Heav'n is my home.يسوع فادي Pred Tvoju tvár, môj Ježiš lk nrfʿ dẖbyḥẗ ạlḥmd yạlly btsmʿ Сени Йаратанъ Анъмса كان في مرة Svetlo svetu dnes nastalo Я Тебя благодарю yạ yswʿ lk ʿmry̱ Baba Sen İyisin
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